BDSM Library - Story: My Wife. His Whore.

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Once we were home, instead of falling into bed and having passionate sex like we normally do, she instead asked, "look Carl, I'm not feeling well tonight, do you mind if we watch a movie instead? The office belonged to my attorney, who was waiting behind his desk for us. But now here was my very sexy wife offering to be my sex slave. Cock hungry busty wife orgy bdsm banged.

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Fuckmeat was too scared to move, though I did hear her utter a low moan as the needle struck home. The idea of relinquishing control to someone else, even just for a 'game', was terrifying for her. I didn't want to interrupt her as I knew this had to be difficult for her, so I just continued to stroke her hair soothingly and waited patiently until she was ready to continue. Then Sunday would roll around and with tears in her eyes, she would board her plane and head back for another 2 weeks of work. She had always kept her pubic hair trimmed, but had resisted my efforts, till now, to shave it entirely.